ClothesShoppingShawty

First to the moon baby yea thats one hell of a feeling
Yea I'm courtside shorty
Yes I'm clothes shopping shorty
Lock that door for me broady
Valet cars right on rodeo
Pour that fanta for me broski
H-Lorenzo whole store know me
I hit follies, Travis Kylie make it Stormi

She said she knew me right in Bloomies
Oh she in Pucci oh she boujee
Oh she want wagyu she want sushi
She texted her friend and said he
She texted her friend and said he flew me
I flew that bitch right out to Bali
These Saint Laurent's these aint Bale
I take ally cats out the alley
That lil matty boy lips on jackets
Im in Maxfield cashing out gladly
And I'm up and I'm off a Addy
And if you up to then send your addy
Hit it slow and she call me-Nato

I take vibes right out to miami
Throw the racks on chairs they cant stand me
I need money right now im antsy
Do no touch me lil bitch you handsy
When I'm overseas ima hit the mall
Get her to the Loews and she take it off
When I hit your country have a fucking ball
Give lil bro some money tell em fuck it off
Oh lil Nato cold yea bitch summers off
I like foreign clothes i don't care the cost
I invest in lows make the summersault
I was in lacoste never Hugo boss

When I hit your post i go Karl Malone
Casablanca over my bones
Took the pageant bitch to my home
She arch and shake it shorty getting flown
Had the Rag And Bone i rocked it with VLONE
When im shopping nigga I'm on
When i hit ball harbor I'm home
Hazards at the bank then I'm gone
First to the moon jus like Neil
Hopped up out the water to the field
Bang Bua pouring up chill
Race to the moon I'm there

First to the moon baby yea thats one hell of a feeling
Yea I'm courtside shorty
Yes I'm clothes shopping shorty
Lock that door for me broady
Valet cars right on rodeo
Pour that fanta for me broski
H-Lorenzo whole store know me



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Writer(s): Lite Fortunato Lite Fortunato
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